More fairytale references ^.^ Shounen-ai and some eer…action (not the Jacky Chan kind). It sounds a bit weird and different from the last part but I guess that was because the mood here is a little different. I wrote this in the middle of a 'writer's block' so I think that it probably sucks…but hey at least I'm done! I'll rewrite it some time hopefully…yeah just like I'm supposed to rewrite GA and TLTD…so…uh whenever I feel like it I'll rewrite it! Oooo and look I wrote about the insecure side of Tatsuha! It's somewhere in this pile of crap…and yes I think Tatsuha has an insecure side…everybody does! Right?
Disclaimers: I don't own anyone in this and even if I wanted to make a profit with this (which I don't) no one would be willing to pay me for this.
Let's Stay Together 2/3By: Joyce
"Sakuma-san you broke your promise…"
Once there was a dear little boy, well he wasn't that little but he certainly didn't look is age and was about 5 million time hotter then boys half his age, whom everyone loved, maybe except Aniki who isn't normal anyways so it doesn't count. His future boyfriend (me!), well the dear not-so-little-but-incredibly-hot-boy didn't know he was his future boyfriend but that is only a matter of time, loved him most of all (and you can't have him anyone who's even considering taking him from me) and didn't know what to give him next, so he decided to give the dear not-so-little-but-incredibly-hot-boy his body.
"Eh?"
Now I just have to get him to take it…
"Last time you promised that you'd come to my house to play."
He's blushing. It's so enduring, I love the way he looks when he blushes, but then I also love the way he looks when he's sleeping, when he's singing, worried, angry, whining, smiling…actually I just love the way he looks, not that I've seen him in all those moments but I know I'd love them. I have to admit though my favourite is when he's getting naked, so far, like he did in the encore song in one of his videos…though I'm almost absolutely sure I'll like the way he looks when he's naked just as much, if not more.
"Ah I'm sorry I forgot! I know I can come over now to make up to you!"
"Wah I'm so happy!"
Major understatement. Let's go play, let's go play, let's go play! Woohoho we'll have so much fun! I can't wait till my dream comes true. He's sooooo sweet I wanna eat him all up. He's the one person I'm willing to join the EVIL FORCES of the world for…as long as I get to eat him all up I'm fine besides, how's it's evil if I'm merely going to show him how fun it can be to be eaten all up. And if a hunter even tries to save him I'll force the annoying idiot to wear hot iron slippers and dance till he drops dead as a punishment for interrupting my beloved and I!
So off we went skipping cheerfully down the same path (no the path was not of pins or needles), actually we didn't really skip but that's just a minor technicality, on our way to the cozy haven of my home…actually it we aren't heading to my home really. What? You actually think I'd have the patients to walk all the way back to Kyoto? Not that I'd mind bringing Ryuichi to Kyoto (hopefully to stay if I ever do) but I'm on a mission here (to jump the hottest singer in the history of the world)! And since I'm not going home I'm bringing my beloved to the next best place…Aniki's home…after all what are brothers for? Hopefully Aniki won't be home for a while I'm rather reluctant to change locations...but if I must there's a promising hotel near by…not to mention a deserted park…so many possibilities. The last one sounds rather yummy…
XXXXXI'm careful with the door this time after all I wouldn't want to piss Aniki off when I need him to do a favour for me and since that stupid door is so fragile I'm extra careful. I'm a cautious person when I need to be…really. Well anyways…back to my mission! Project: "Get Laid My Sakuma Ryuichi" is well on its way! Well…actually it's been on its way for a really long time…I hope that the mission will be able to be completed tonight. I'm eager to finish this mission and get onto my next project: "Get Laid By My Sakuma Ryuichi 2"…as fun as foreplay is I'm not sure I've even truly gotten to that stage yet…wah my life is so cruel! But now is my chance! My chance to make my dreams reality! Literally.
"Wah! Kakkoi what is this supposed to be?"
My god he's cute! It's so enduring the way he acts. His childish antics are hypnotic to me as his music. It's so nice to be with him like this. I've never met someone as nice and innocent as him with perhaps the exception of Shuichi. It puzzles me how a thirty something man can act like this but every time I look at him such questions are thrown right out the window. Who cares how old he is? The way he acts is so purely honest giving an impression of complete innocence. But when I see the intensity behind his gaze, like when he's singing, I wonder how much I'm underestimating him. He's not a child and the two of us are barely friends but I'd give anything to get to know him any way possible. How can I not he's huggable and hot all in one package! It's adorable how he's turning his head and moving all over the place trying to figure out what that piece of crap, that's supposed to be a painting, is supposed to be. Personally I think that things rather ugly…
"…hehe I didn't think people actually sold such ugly paintings!" Wah! We even have the same taste in art! We're like a married couple! Soon we'll start finishing each other's sentences and fondling each other in public…maybe I'll even stick my hand in his back pocket! I hope so! He has such a cute ass! Wah I'm so looking forward to my happily ever after ending! And maybe we'll live in a nice cozy apartment in LA and have two beautiful children…well I don't like children much but beautiful parents have to have beautiful children just to complete the scene…of course they'll be boys…I really don't want a child version of Mika as my child…not to mention I doubt that the apartment will be small and cozy but basically I don't care much for those petty little details as long as I get to be with my Sakuma Ryuichi!
"I have no idea why aniki bought that thing…I didn't even think he was into art."
"Oh it's your brother's! I was surprised I thought it was yours!"
"Nah…I don't know how to appreciate art like this…however I have a great appreciation for fine and beautiful things…"
"Maybe your brother finds this beautiful."
"That which I find beautiful everyone knows how to appreciate. I want nothing more than to keep him to myself but when I look at it it's a pity for such perfection to be kept away…and no matter how much I wish…he is not mine to own…"
"Eh? He?"
…oops. I guess I just have trouble referring to my god as a thing…didn't mean to drop that many clues…honest. And now I've done it! He's now staring at me with those adorable eyes of his giving me the silent message 'Nani? I don't understand please give an honest explanation.' His eyes can talk! I'm in love with a fricking genius! His eyes are sooooo pretty and shinny and bubbly and sparkly and cute! Insert multitude of floating pink hearts… Wah I wanna confess to him how much I lurve him…then proceed to ravish him on the hard wood floor…well gently…I wouldn't want to hurt him. That's the last thing I'd want in the world…never do I want to hurt him…
"Ah never mind!"
"Whoever he is he must be really beautiful ne…I bet he's really lucky to be with you!"
For a second he almost sounds sad. Not the sharp whine that I'm accustomed to from Shuichi, which I assume, sounds much like Ryuichi. It was as if it hurt him to say it but by the end of that his expected enthusiasm was back at full force. I wonder how you'd react if you knew I was talking about you… Would you feel lucky?
"…I think it's more like me lucky to able to be so near him. I wonder how much more time I'll have with him…holding onto the moments…it's as if clinging desperately to the crescent moon…"
"…"
"Well! Sakuma-san what do you want to do? You're the guest after all!"
"I should ask you Tatsuha! Shouldn't you know better what there is we can do? Besides I wanna make it up to you for not coming sooner."
"Ah your company alone is enough to make it up to me! But you should be careful next time you make promises! It's not good to betray a child's trust! It'll scar them for life."
"Hahaha!"
Then again…maybe I like it best when he's laughing…it's a beautiful sound.
"I'd hardly consider you a child Tatsuha!"
I hope not…otherwise there would be things that we won't be able to do…unless he's a pedophile…I don't think I'll dwell too much on that thought.
XXXXX
"Yay! I won!" Aw he's so adorable! Eh…of course the project is on the way! So what if I'm playing Cooking Fighter with him! Any day any time my life is completely devoted to my Sakuma Ryuichi projects! And believe me I will succeed! It's just…how the heck is one supposed to go about seducing the most amazing man on the face of the Earth? And…I want to be his friend…if he doesn't…if I drive him away accidentally…what if I never get to be with him ever again. I don't want to loose this friendship, however shallow it is, lately…after Aniki came back from America this is the first time I've been so happy. If I loose what little I have right now what if I never achieve it again? Who am I to believe that this god would want me? For some reason my confidence likes to run out on me whenever I'm close. It's like I've been waiting forever to meet him and then I finally did. I touched him, I talked to him, and now I'm afraid to ask for more…I never did think I'd ever get to meet him. Sometimes I really hate myself…but I can't help but hesitate.
"Ne…Tatsuha let's do something else my hand hurts."
"Sure! What do you want to do next?"
"Um…how about we watch a video!"
"Okay!"
"Tatsuha…are you okay?"
"Yeah!"
"Are you sure? Are you sick again? Maybe you should rest."
I'm touched by his concern. Is he this nice to everyone? Probably. Ryuichi is just naturally a nice person. Numbly I shove whatever tape I can grab into the VCR. I don't really care what we watch. I probably won't see him again after this for a while. He's a busy person and even if he had time why would he go out of his way to spend his little bit of free time with a kid half his age that he barely knows. Maybe I was a fool to ever want so much but isn't it human to dream? Can I help it if I'm a fool? I just wish that I wasn't such a moody fool. One moment I'm confident, hyper, and ecstatic the next I'm doubtful, realistic, and depressive. The least that I could ask for is to have a stable line of thought. It was annoying.
The video starts to play and I realize just then that I had put in the Ryuichi concert…meaning the one that he got naked in the encore. My favourite one.
"Hey that's me! I didn't know you had my video."
"Of course I do! I have every single one of them!"
"Really." He's blushing and scratching the back of his neck in that same enduring manner he does everything. I don't really understand why it'd surprise him. Surely he knows how many fans he has and it's not really strange for me to collect his concert videos. He seems almost embarrassed. Why must he always look so cute? It makes me wish I would just jump him.
"Is your hand okay?"
"Yeah."
"I think I'll turn up the volume a bit."
Just to stop looking at him. Well him in person, the images of a sweaty and incredibly hot Sakuma Ryuichi on a cold flat TV screen are tempting but not nearly as tempting as the real life, flesh and bone still incredibly hot Sakuma Ryuichi sitting next to me. A lot less tempting. I'm sure everyone can understand that. It's scary that if I hold out my hand I'd be able to touch him. I so want to. If I look at him anymore I probably will and…somehow while it thrills me it also scares the hell out of me. So in order to stop myself I have to turn away from the one person that I want to stare at forever, it's sort of depressing. I turn up the volume trying to drown out my thoughts. For some reason I can't be happy. For some reason while I should be happy for what I have I can't help but yearn for more. That's the problem with fools. You just can't please them. They don't know how to be grateful. I wasn't always like this.
"Ne Tatsuha-kun," I'm startled by his voice. It sounds different. I've never heard him speak in that tone before. His voice seems a bit deeper more adult, with a silky smoothness that would sound painful and out of place in anyone else's voice. That sound…it was almost as if… "Doesn't your hand hurt from playing?" Looking at him now…it's like looking at someone that was a stranger but completely familiar at the same time. His eyes are heavy lidded and burn with an intensity that's almost frightening. He looks just like he does in the video. But this is so different. He's here, in person, directing that intense gaze to me. To me! I think I'm gonna melt into a pile of goop! I feel…so strange…scared, dazed, and excited…most definitely excited.
It is at this very moment that he grabs my wrist. He jerks me closer to him, not in a painful manner but not exactly gentle either. I watch in shock as he lifts my hand to his lips and licks the centre of my palm. Oh dear gods my perfect man just licked my hand! I think I've died and gone to heaven. I'm surprised I didn't faint on the spot; I don't ever want to wash that hand!
"…it's…it's my other hand that hurts." My voice sounds scratchy and rough it's nothing like his smooth voice. My throat's dry and it almost hurts me to talk. But he made the move. He actually made the move. If I don't say anything after he's made the initiative I think I'd have to jump of a ledge and kill myself. It'd be fricking stupid of me to not part take in such an incredible situation. Incredible but surprising situation it is. I set out to seduce my ideal man only to back out of it afraid of loosing what little bit I had of him then suddenly now…everything is suddenly turned around. The seducer is being seduced. I'm shocked to say the least but don't get me wrong I'm enjoying every moment of this.
He lifts my other hand and licks my palm as he did for the previous one but he doesn't stop there. He moves outward from the centre, lapping at each finger and taking them into his mouth one at a time. He drags his tongue down through the centre of my palm again and lingers on my wrist stopping at the place my pulse would, be if it hasn't stopped beating from the shock and pleasure, and places a soft kiss. He turns his eyes upwards and looks at me with those mesmerizing eyes, amusement dancing merrily in them. I'm probably very red by now, my face sure feels hot and if I'm guessing correctly, taking into account that I'm not sure my mind is still functioning properly, I'm likely doing an admirable impression of a tomato. He looks perfectly composed though. Ryuichi is so different like this. So intense but also seems even more untouchable than before. While he seems to burn with a brilliant fire at the same instance he seems much colder and distant than before but in the end he's still the same person. I know. Because…I'm his soul mate! And soul mates can always recognize each other!!!! Ohohohohohohohohohohoho!
…sorry I act strange when I'm nervous I'm really usually not like this at all. How can I not be nervous though…the most beautiful man on Earth (and don't you dare to even argue that) is right in front of me staring at me. And I am at the centre of his attention. How can I not feel nervous?
He's so beautiful; I wonder if it's legal to be so beautiful. His eyes both sear me and freeze me but never in my life would I ever want to turn away from them. Everything is frightening and delightful; it gives me a sense of…something. I feel attracted, to him like the opposite sides of a magnet, and all I can think of right now is how much I want to lean over and kiss him. Obviously he's a step ahead of me. It's like he reads my mind or something but all I can do is sit here still while he leans towards me. It feels like an eternity. He's moving so slowly I can feel this moment drag on far longer than it can possibly be. I want to move forward and finish his move, to meet his lips and find out what he tastes like…but I can't move. I can't move and this intensity, this warmth, this moment…in truth I don't mind letting it stretch on forever. It's painful but at the same time tender. I still can't believe this is happening.
He's so close now, so close I can feel his warm breathe on me. His eyes are drooping closed but I can't help but stare at him. I never thought that I'd ever get to stare at his face this close. I don't want to close my eyes. I want to see him, I want to watch him forever, I want to hold this picture in my mind forever. He looks incredible, I mean even more so than usual and this is just for me. This look he has right now is just meant for me just like this entire night. No one but me…I am the only audience he has for the rest of the night.
And he kisses me. He initiated the kiss and he completely dominated it. It wasn't tender or sweet or any of that other fluffy shoujo manga stuff and well frankly I didn't expect it to be. The kiss was just like him. Intense and amazing…and about a couple thousand other adjectives that I'm not going to name. He wasn't just kissing me…he was eating me. And I never realized that it would feel this nice to be eaten alive.
He's amazing. He looks so perfect right now. I know people probably think it's weird that my eyes are still open but I can't bear to close them. He's absolutely perfect right now, I don't mean he's usually not perfect, it's just that right now all I want to do is stare at him…and somehow…it's the only thing I can do. I feel like if I close my eyes when I open them again it'll be morning and I'll wake up cranky and alone and this is all a dream it's happened so many times. No matter how real this feel, or how sure I am that this is indeed reality, that feeling doesn't leave me. It clings to me and refuses to disappear. I don't mind though, because…I'm so used to it…and I can't help but hold it there like it's part of me. Maybe I will wake up alone and cranky, who knows.
His eyes open a little, a little slit of colour, his dark lashes obscuring them, and just sort of looks at me. I swear I can feel his lips twist into something that might be a smile. And he pulls away. I want to lean back into him, to restart the kiss, but all I can do right now is sit here and stare at him, unblinking, my god I must look like an idiot.
"You seem so disbelieving."
"Disbelieving?"
Okay that takes the cake in Tatsuha's hall of stupidity. I sound like a goddamn parrot! I don't understand what he means but I could have phrased my question so it would sound like I still had parts of my brain left in my head! He leans loser to me and speaks right to my ear this time. I can feel his breath on me, it sends shivers up my spine. I love the sound of his voice. It's so smooth and confident and sexy, there's nothing else in the world like Sakuma Ryuichi's voice.
"Like you don't believe this is happening."
"Maybe it's because I don't."
He pulls away from me and stares at me in the same way he described me. Disbelieving. I don't know why I admitted that to him. Maybe it's because he's just so hard to resist. How could anyone lie to him? Just look at him how could anyone lie to someone like that…that or maybe I wasn't really thinking about what I was saying but I feel stupid for blurting out words without thinking. At times like this I wish I'm more like aniki or Tohma. They never say anything they shouldn't it's annoying when your talking to them sometimes but very useful in life. I'm not usually so careless…it's just that when it comes to Ryuichi I have no self-control.
"Why not?" He asks in a controlled voice. It's so embarrassing! He's calm and cool while I'm reduced to a sputtering fool. I wish I could at least make sense when I speak I don't want to just seem like some idiot to him. I'm afraid to explain why to him. I don't want him to know how foolish I am and how the heck am I supposed to just tell him that I simply can't believe. I don't know how to explain myself to him! Sometimes it's hard even to understand myself. But I can't refuse him. He's Sakuma Ryuichi for crying out loud how the heck am I supposed to refuse him! But I can't put into words exactly why and even if I could I can't tell him! It's foolish and I don't want him to think less of me. No matter how much I need to fulfill this request I can't. My mouth refuses to form the simple words, I simply can't say that, I can't tell him that I feel like I'm inadequate. It's that simple in the end it comes down to the fact that I don't deserve him.
"Why can't you believe this? Don't you see me? Don't you feel my warmth? Don't you feel my touch?" He pauses and smirks now, he makes it look like such a simple act to be so sexy. He lets the words hang in the air I feel nervous. I don't know what he's trying to do but all those things I can answer I can but it didn't seem like enough proof. I can't understand him or anything else right now. "Couldn't you…can't you taste me?"
"I…"
I never finish that sentence. Those words sound strange from him…actually I think they'd sound strange coming from anyone that I know. But they strike some part of me and dares me to respond. His tongue is tracing the edge of my lips slowly and I can only enjoy the feeling and let my 'I…' hang in the air incomplete. He leans in for another kiss and this time I let my eyes drift shut. His tongue trust gently into my mouth and I can. I can feel how warm he is. I can feel his hand in my hair and his hand stroking my chest. I can taste him in my mouth.
His tongue leisurely explores my mouth and I let my tongue tangle with his a bit. It's a sloppy kiss. It's kind of like the one before but more tender. Somehow this kiss means more. It's sweeter and more intimate. I can't really describe it. It's hard to use words to explain it one of those weird things that you can't put into words. And like all those other weird thing you can't really put into words it's wonderful. I don't care if I can't put it into words because those words don't matter. They're not here. But I am and so's Ryuichi and he's kissing me and for now that's what matters.
He pulls my shirt up a bit. Thankfully when we got here I had changed into more comfortable clothing that stupid tux would have been a pain in the ass. His hand dances lightly on my stomach. I laugh. I can't help it. I'm highly ticklish. That definitely ended that kiss I practically laughed into his mouth.
"You're laughing now but what about this…" Before I can really do anything my shirt's off but it's not as if I really care. He replaces his hand with his lips and suddenly instead if laughing my ass off I'm moaning loudly and it feels so good. He's leaving trails of fire wherever he goes.
"What are you…never mind I know the answer…"
tbc…
Now wasn't that…weird. I don't think it's complete crap but maybe other people do. Uh sorry I decided I have to split the end into two parts so the conclusion will come…er eventually! I used so many versions of Little Red Riding Hood it's not even funny. Everybody caught the Snow White reference right? Well sorry about the crappy ending but I felt like stopping it here. So I hope people will read this and I hope you still want part three cause I'm gonna finish it no matter what! Bye!
